We’re Blessed Because We Have Each Other…

Then Rejoice In One Another

(Just as I thank God everyday for the blessing He has bestowed upon me, my daughter)

I guess losing everything is different for everybody.  I am really so tired of hearing that someone has lost everything only to find that those people really haven’t lost anything…other than to be inconvenienced.  And yet, the public heaps gifts on them. 

I may be, “old school” but well, a case in point: Single Mom moved to Minnesota the “give me state” and was in the process of building a new life for her two daughter’s and herself, with only a suitcase.  Then this year, 2012, a fire broke out and she said she lost everything but I must disagree strongly.

 This lady did not lose her most precious daughters’, she didn’t lose arms, legs nor was she even burned.  She lost everything?  She claimed they came to this state with only a suitcase.  How much could she have lost? No, she would only gain monetarily from the situation and have a merry Christmas!

 Praises are superimposed over layers of such awe of a woman who set goals, never gave up, and for having enduring strength; can, sainthood be far behind for this wondrous, miraculous woman?

 As for emotional losses, they must have been minimal because she only lived there a short time; I don’t know if I missed something but seems as though she and her kids came from nothing and they now will have something and all because of a fire that did no personal harm to their lives.  If they are truly blessed to have one another then why take from other good, hard-working people; they should all be happy, end of story but no…I read further and discovered this person set the fire herself, unintentionally, but the fire was started from incense that she was burning.

Instead of being held accountable, she has been given a new lease on her life; one that some good citizens of Minnesota gave to her!  And let’s not forget the Red Cross.  They paid for her and the kids to stay at a hotel, “They even drove us there and gave us money for things we had lost – they helped me replace my glasses.  The kids had no shoes on; we had no toothbrushes.  We needed everything,” Kimicko said.

Kimicko should not have a problem cruising to her goal of becoming an RN what with all that continues to be given her.  By the way, the following is Kamicko’s Holiday Wish List: 

  • Clothes for her children
  • Winter items for the whole family
  • Bedding including comforters and pillows
  • Two bunk beds for the girls and a full size bed for herself
  • Walmart Gift Card
  • Scrapbook materials to help pull together the family photos not lost in the fire

She has a smile on her face everyday and why not? 

I was at a coffeehouse years ago when a guy overheard a girl say that she was moving.  He told her, “I empathize with you.  Moving is one of three most traumatic experiences in life.” 

As I was sitting right there I asked, “What are the other two?”

“Divorce and dying.”

I replied, “Wow really, I’ve been through all three then. ”

“Obviously, you didn’t die.”

“No, but I was pronounced dead and given, ”Last Rites” and I was comatose for three months, so I was dying like you said.  The divorce I handled okay even though she (as my guardian) stole everything from me including our children.”

Help? Though thirty-four years at the time, my mom and dad took me back in and helped me, as much as they were able.

That’s only a snippet from “Life’s other side” and by the way, I suffer from a traumatic brain injury.  I could go on about my injuries and how they affected my life, but I will leave that for another time, if at all.


Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.


  • Yes my thoughts exactly! She hasn’t lost a thing but they are promoting her as if she really accomplished something. I would write in to the editorial department and tell them they should be giving gifts and praise to those who really deserve it! But then I would most likely be condemned as a racist, and so it goes…


  • I understand your message completely. As long as she has her daughters and her life, and all are healthy, what is the loss? Things…things are replaceable and she was given that too!

    If this happened to anyone with a TBI, they would accuse them of setting the fire, put them in jail, and not have proper representation. There would be no explanations of how things happened…they would be just accusations, and “guilty” regardless of what happened.

    My brother lost all his worldly possessions in the tornado in OKC, OK several years ago, lost many of his neighbors, he and his wife climbed out of the ruble only slightly injured … and he never felt he lost everything! He had everything, and we felt the same…he had his health and life! Yes, he lost his worldly possessions, but he didn’t expect others to replace them … you can’t replace pictures!

    It’s all about perception and I hope this person never has “real loss” in her life. Thanks for sharing this. Take care and stay safe.


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